Dawn's POV
I stood in my living room, admiring the newly installed security system.
Beautiful.
Absolutely beautiful.
If someone had told twenty-year-old me that I'd eventually get excited over door sensors and window alarms, I would've suggested they seek professional help.
Yet here I was.
Forty years old.
Divorced.
Mother of two.
And practically ready to throw a party because my front door could now scream at me.
Life was strange.
Riot was gathering the empty packaging from the kitchen table when something occurred to me.
I turned toward him.
"Hey, Mount Everest?"
He glanced up.
"Yeah?"
"So, what brings you by?"
He stopped.
Then looked at me.
"What?"
"Well, unless you've recently developed psychic abilities and somehow knew my Eloper 5000 was arriving today, I'm assumi
